-Henry David Thoreau
With spring comes various tasks. After winter: one's 'hibernation' from labor, many challenges present themselves.
After a long winter, Thoreau begins these tasks: chopping wood, exploring nature, gathering supplies to build his house, and more. Despite being preoccupied, Thoreau still takes the time to reflect on these experiences in his journal.
For me, it is amazing how Thoreau's journal is so thorough and meticulous, especially for a busy man. I believe that Thoreau saw his journaling as a necessity, and this is what made him so fastidious in this hobby of his. Quite possibly my favorite adjunct of Thoreau's writing is his extensive use of imagery on top of actions, most often relating to his observance of nature. All of these imageries are made possible by his outdoorism, and constant exploration of nature.
"The life that had lain torpid began to stretch itself.
"The snakes in frosty mornings in my path with portions of their bodies still numb and inflexible."
"The dirt being raised five feet all around as if it were a compost heap."
Thoreau was someone who sat back and watched, but unlike most, he did this in a proactive way. He was so insightful because he observed every little detail of all that went on around him. He was also a brilliant writer. The content of his writing is not what makes it interesting, in fact, I find the content of his writing boring and dull; all it is is a giant journal. The reason so many people read and are reading his writing; including myself, is because of HOW he wrote. His writing is so detailed, yet a mystery. He arranged words and phrases into sentences which cause you to think about what he just said.
For me, every time I read Thoreau's writing, I become more interested in it.